The Next Prince, Chapter 30 pg1
The Next Prince, Chapter 30 pg1
Chapter 30: The Chosen One.
The early morning of the Phitakthewa House today seemed to be somewhat lively, perhaps because there was a large group of Akantugata traveling here together, a group of maidservants was more bustling than usual. Because this place is not often open to visitors.
“Haven't been back here for a while, but nothing seems to have changed, huh..” Itti, who had just finished his work at his own shop, traveled to the country of Emmaly since yesterday morning. As he walked through the corridor towards the reception room prepared to welcome important guests.
“I agree, this time we must thank the Young Prince. Without him, YourHighness would not have come here. Normally, Khun Charan prefers his personal space more than anything.” The formal pronouns were used to address close friends, and both Itti and the Young Prince knew very well how much Charan cherished his privacy.
“Correct.”
“It's great to meet everyone here, but it would be even better if you all spoke to me normally, without using those difficult words, okay? I'm not as formal as you think.” In order to dissolve the behavior of those who come on board the same ship. Khanin thought that using hierarchical language was inappropriate and didn't go well with Charan's perspective.
“Your-Highness says...” The young royal intended to tell him to think again, but hesitated longer than Itti, the figure exhaled deeply before speaking with a relieved tone.
“That's great, brother. You seem tense; I thought we might have to practice speaking difficult words together.” The young half-Thai Emmaly man said with a chuckle.
Actually, Itti wasn't sure how to speak to the royal young man, perhaps because he saw the overly casual attitude of the Young Prince, including the whispered news using initials that referred to an intimate closeness beyond the positions of friends this morning, causing the young man to act as if a mountain had been lifted off his chest.
“Speak as you please.”
“But when facing other people, you can't speak in a normal way...” Charan remained reserved. He glanced at the Young Prince, thinking of explaining a little more about the inappropriateness, but was blocked by his close friend.
“It's simple. I just know that the team we're in includes me, and Vetis... You, too?” Itti changed the topic abruptly. He called for a smile from the youngest person in the room, and the young man pointed to Vetish before turning his gaze to the beautiful owner of the dynasty.
“I have the role of a shadow.” Vetis adjusted himself in response, and turned his attention to Charan. “Shadow?”
“The supporter in the dark.”
“Oh, and you, Master Ran...”
“...”
“Is it Phii Ran?”
It was Khanin who brought Itti's attention back to himself, using a pronoun to refer to someone who adheres strictly to rules and regulations.
He knew that Charan's skillfulness was a secret. Therefore, the young man chose to continue hiding it by deciding to play another scene.
Khanin stood up and walked towards the person standing with their arms crossed behind the sofa. Charan continued to look angry, but the young man felt the surprise from the older person.
Everything became clearer as he got closer to the other party. The taller person bent down to meet, without saying anything. The height difference made Khanin raise his face and only he could read Charan's expression.
Surprised to be called ‘Phii.’
The atmosphere in the room suddenly quieted as the youngest person in the room held the thick hand of the angry person and lightly intertwined their fingers before anyone said anything. Khanin adjusted his long arm to hug and gently rested his face on the broad shoulder.
“This person is intended to warm Nin's heart, just so-so...”
“Well, that means...” The response made Itti slightly disappointed, as he looked at the position holder and thought, ‘Being intended to warm the heart,’ of the team, hoping to receive some answer, but the other party turned their gaze, face to face.
As he turned to Vetis, the person just shrugged. In the end, his gaze had to return to the young nobleman, who was still hugging the arms of the motionless guy with no way to let go.
“Nin is currently forming the team, Khun Itti. It may take some time, mainly because now there are two of us...” Khanin returned to the point, a slight smile spread across his lips like a little demon.
Seeing that, Itti didn't bother asking anything about Charan anymore. He quickly changed the subject when he saw his close friend's ears gradually turning red.
“And what about Miss Mira? I heard you met her yesterday. How did it go?”
The name of the absent person was mentioned, and Vetis raised an eyebrow to draw attention because the girl was the one he chose for Young Prince.
Mira's talent was recognized to a certain extent, on par with the sharp mind of the young nobleman. Vetis hoped to surround the person the young lord had set his eyes on with a successful team.
“I'm still hoping that she will come...” Khanin revealed what Vetis cared about, a small smile breaking out at the corner of his mouth.
The person of royal bloodline recalled the events of the previous night after playing a grand theatrical performance. As he pretended to fall, Charan carried him out. Khanin arrived at the meeting place immediately.
The rendezvous point was on the second-floor sky deck connected to the back of a shop, an area not often frequented by passersby. Khanin was not in a hurry to talk and negotiated calmly.
Khanin looked towards the bar where the bartender woman was waiting.
The other party turned and looked away, focusing on the scenery of the buildings. At the moment when the royal young nobleman stepped in, he decided to have Charan guard the entrance for thoroughness.
“Nice to see you right here, Mira...” In the midst of the confusion, at that moment, Khanin did not make any attempts to approach the other party. He maintained a distance, roughly. However, it still made the pensive person startled and unsettled.
“Young Prince Khanin...” The young woman turned around in a crouched position, preparing to show respect to the other person, but was intercepted by him beforehand.
“No need to, I'm sorry for startling you...” Khanin quickly spoke to divert attention, raising his hand as a gesture to prevent Mira from observing him with a watchful gaze like a wild animal.
“...”
When he saw that the other party did not say anything, the royal young nobleman shifted his foot to stop and stand beside the conversing pair.
“The night sky here is so beautiful, isn't it?” Khanin chose to start a casual conversation, averting his gaze to the cityscape ahead.
“Yes.”
“Have you been here long, Khanin?”
“Not long. It's better if we get to the point, right?” Mira didn't explain anything further. She chose to throw the conversation into the main topic in order to find out what the main reason was that made someone like Khanin want to talk to her.
“Sure, we're getting into the topic... Why do you want to be here?”
The unanswered question left Mira still confused, weighing heavily on her heart before she could make a truthful response.
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